Chapter One

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Upon opening their eyes, Frisk knew something was different. Everyone they knew would be there was looking over them, at something else. Their friends all seemed shocked at what they saw, Asgore, Toriel, and Undyne all even going as far as to take a step back.

Curious, Frisk turned to see what they were looking at, their jaw dropping in surprise at what they saw..

A few feet away from them, were two floating souls. One a bright white, and the other a dark red. They were glowing brightly, circling around each other. Every now and then, the souls would move over to touch each other before moving back. Suddenly, the souls began to twist and turn, as though in agony, and rushed forward to meet each other once more. A bright light flashed from them, blinding the onlookers. When everyone could see again, they all looked back at the souls, only to gasp in shock.

Where the souls once were, were now two children, laying on the ground. They appeared to be unconscious. One was a monster child, with long, floppy ears and fur as white as the snow. And the other? A human, with blushing pink cheeks, clutching a knife in their hand.


An alarm cut through the dream, instantly annoying the tired teen in the bed. Their hand shot out to try and turn it off, but they just managed to knock it over. Groaning loudly, their head poked out from under the covers, glaring down at the heinous thing. Quite a feat, considering the fact that their eyes were still closed. Well...they were always closed, but that didn't matter right now. Right now, they had to deal with an evil enemy, worse than anything they had ever dealt with.

The alarm clock.

Now wanting to leave the warm comfort of their bed, Frisk reached down, trying to stretch out their arm far enough to grab the damned thing and shut it off. No dice, it was just out of reach.

Cursing in their mind, they actually got up out of the bed. They stretched, fixing their shirt and shorts. Stifling a yawn, Frisk leaned over to pick up the current bane of their existence, and finally shut it off. They took a moment to bask in the silence. Now that that irritating noise was gone, they could finally get back to-

Knock, Knock, Knock

"My child, it is time for you to wake up. You have to go to school."

Oh yeah, Frisk could distinctly remember asking their mom, Toriel, to wake them up. They weren't much of a morning person, and had a tendency of sleeping until late in the afternoon. And as it was only the second week of school, that wouldn't really do, would it?

Plus, they had a reputation to uphold with the teachers. They were supposed to be that good kid, the one that turned in all of their homework and had all A's. How could they do that when they were sleeping until 3 in the afternoon?

Knocking out a quick response to Toriel, they moved over to their closet, looking for an outfit to where. They shifted through all of the outfits Mettaton had given them for the year, cheering silently when they found a simple dark blue shirt and a pair of jeans. As much as Frisk loved the gifts from their friend, they just felt like wearing something more....casual.

Grabbing some underwear, they moved to rush out of their room and head towards the bathroom. They hoped to beat some of the other residents in-

Oh stars dammit.

Looks like someone was already in the bathroom. Just their luck. Frisk sighed, but just as they were about to knock on the door, it opened. They were greeted to a fuzzy bare chest, still damp from water.

"Oh, hey Frisk."

They nodded in greeting to Asriel, but pointed at the bathroom, kind of in a hurry. They wanted to get some breakfast before they go....honestly was it a good idea to set the alarm for only 30 minutes until they had to leave? It would probably be in their best interest to set it earlier...

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